Spider demons have attributes

Chapter 107 Broken Loyalty

"The corpse puppet army was naturally destroyed." Bai Lin said.

"completely annihilated?"

"completely annihilated!"

Horn was confused when he heard this, "Then where did you come from? Didn't you claim to be a descendant of the Corpse Puppet earlier?"

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Bai Lin: "Strictly speaking, corpse puppets will never be destroyed. Just like the power of pure-blooded ghouls, they will one day be resurrected.

This is the terrifying thing about the Corpse Puppet Army, and it is also the reason why Mr. Sonny is called a genius. He created a creature like the Corpse Puppet. "

Bai Lin fell into memories: "We are all monsters born from the corpses of the Corpse Puppet Legion, so we have inherited the power of the Corpse Puppet. There is no problem in calling ourselves the descendants of the Corpse Puppet."

"Hey, it's such a complicated monster."

The world is full of wonders, and Horn himself is an immortal monster that can be mentally polluted, so naturally he will not be particularly surprised by a monster that can inherit a corpse.

Horn: "Then I don't understand even more. The great Sonny created you, and you corpse puppets still want to smash his statue?

This kind of ungrateful behavior is really unacceptable to a well-behaved demon like me. What did you inherit from the Corpse Puppet? White-eyed wolf attribute? "

"The corpse puppet is loyal to Mr. Sonny," Bai Lin suddenly shouted loudly,

He looked into the distance,

Then he said lonelyly: "And Mr. Sonny will always be loyal to the Duke of Nightmare."

Horn followed suit and adopted a very sad tone: "It's such a complicated relationship. It's a pity that I have never met Sonny, let alone the Nightmare Lord."

"We have never met Mr. Nightmare either, but we are grateful to Mr. Sonny."

Bai Lin pointed at the statue and said: "Master Sonny gave us life and created the corpse puppet lineage.

The current Master Fubai is the second generation Fubai who inherited the power of the Thunder Titan Corpse Puppet. "

Horn suddenly realized,

It turns out that there is still such a thing,

The first-generation Titan inside the coffin turned out to be a transformed corpse puppet, and now the white devils say that Fubai is the second-generation Titan who inherited the power of the corpse.

So what does Furbo look like now? Or a Titan? Where does it sleep?

And to say so much,

Horn was still confused: "Why do you want to destroy Sonny's statue?"

"Lord Sonny is a genius. The corpse puppets he creates must be absolutely loyal to the Lord Nightmare. Even the descendants of the corpse puppets like us must be absolutely obedient and loyal to the Lord Nightmare."

"But we don't even know Nightmare Lord's real name."

Bai Lin sighed.

"Time changes everything, including loyalty."

"Why do we corpse puppets have to be trapped here for life for the Demon Duke we have never seen before?"

"Respecting the life given by Master Sonny, but not accepting the loyalty imposed by Master Sonny, this is the inner thought of our generation of corpse puppets."

"The descendants of Corpse Puppet have had enough of this unreasonable restraint. We want to leave Nightmare Duke's territory.

And it must be done in our generation. "

Bai Lin's eyes were firm, "We can't delay it any longer. The descendants of the Corpse Puppet must get rid of their father's influence and gain true freedom."

Father?

Horn felt that this title was very appropriate and very affectionate.

He also wants to be the father of the zombie descendants.

"So you must destroy Sonny's statue and get rid of Sonny's influence?"

Horn mused.

"That's right." Bai Lin looked at the statue with a complicated expression, "Lord Sonny's power is stored in his last statue. At present, the only way we can think of to get rid of the imprisonment is to destroy the statue."

Horn: "If you don't deal with Sonny's statue, you corpse puppets can't leave?"

Bai Lin: "That's right."

Horn: "Have you ever tried it? Just fly on a magic carpet to wherever you want to go?"

Bai Lin: "I haven't tried it, but some clan members and even elders have tried it."

Horn: "Then they're dead now."

Bai Lin shook his head: "Not dead."

Horn immediately raised his voice and said, "Then you are afraid of furballs now. You won't die anyway."

Bai Lin continued: "I haven't finished talking yet. Although they are not dead, they are no different from death. The zombies who tried to escape have all turned into statues and are still standing on the border of Nightmare Duke's territory."

"There are a lot of statues there. Do I need to take you to see them? Although the journey is quite far," Bai Lin said.

Horn: "Uh, no, no, no."

Experiencing such a long and touching conversation

There was a confused silence between Horn and Bai Lin.

Bai Lin seemed melancholy and quieter perhaps because he had revealed his true feelings to a foreigner.

Horn, on the other hand, learned too many corpse puppet secrets at once and was still digesting them.

The two sides were silent for a long time,

Horn thought for a while and took the lead to break the strange silence, "Uh, so Mr. Bai Lin, what do you zombies want me to do now?

Infected statue? It's a bit difficult, why not try other methods, which are more reliable than mine. "

[Ghoul Plague] is very strong, but no matter how strong it is, it is not omnipotent. After all, there are things like slave imps that can restrain it.

To infect the mysterious colossus left behind by a witchcraft genius,

Horn was unsure.

Horn didn't even know what the witchcraft was.

"Hahaha, little spider." Bai Lin said with a bitter smile: "For countless years, we corpse puppets have tried every method we can. Have you seen those instruments?"

"We have used powerful instruments obtained from the dwarves to bombard the statues day and night for countless years, as well as various witchcraft, magic, occult arts, sacrifices, and sealed objects. We have tried every conceivable method. "

"Everything failed, and we were reduced to relying on brute force to destroy the statue of Lord Sonny.

Don't we know that this method cannot break the statue of Lord Sonny, but it is better than doing nothing. "

Bai Lin looked dejected.

After hearing this, Horn felt a little touched in his heart.

A group of corpse puppets who have been forced to stay in the Nightmare Lord’s territory since they were born.

They are like domesticated animals kept in a zoo. Because of their ancestors, the younger generations can only watch in the garden or even the iron cage forever. They have never seen the real world outside.

Poor white devil,

Poor corpse puppet,

He was born a slave to the Nightmare Lord, a lifelong slave from which he could not escape, serving the disappeared king.

Why,

Pity,

If you could become my Horndu slave, you wouldn't be so pitiful.

Horn thought so and was worried about the future of all zombies.

Bai Lin: "After trying all methods, we can only place our hope on Hickmos, who is also the commander of the three legions with Mr. Sonny.

The last resurrected pure-blood ghoul is our family’s last hope!

Bai Lin looked at Horn with burning eyes.

"Uh, don't look at me like that. I don't know if I can do it." Horn didn't have much confidence.

"No! You can definitely do it! You are the perfect container!"